Coming Together, a Pride Explosion!

Well, Pride Week is officially coming to a close. I noticed that each year, the theme seems to be laced a with a little double entendre. 2 years ago it was something about "Diversity" and "Pride Explosion." This year: "Coming Together". Osm.

Didn't do much. Got my hair cut, missed the parade, got my hair cut again, then missed the other parade and bussed down to the Seattle Center for over-priced, undercooked corn, a bag of chips, and some mint chocolate-chip ice cream. Mental note: Burgers first thing in the morning do not hit the spot apparently since I have spent the rest of the day snacking.
I miss Musashi's. Why do I have to be too lazy to drive to Wallingford?

I also went out Saturday night. Visited a fancy European style gay-boy spot. Uneventful. Ended up at a non-Spanish, Spanish-inspired straight joint, then went home. Am I not proud enough? Do I have shame? I don't know the reasons that Pride this year was so mediocre. Maybe because I didn't march in the parade like last time.

Reminder to self: blog about kaw kaw-ing the dog, dog conversation, and cousin F's voicemail. Maybe not the voicemail...

Wrap it up!

I am writing from the Las Vegas airport after a short buwisit with my parents. They are leaving tomorrow for a short buwisit to Washington. Business mostly.

So apparently nothing good has happened since Queen Elizabeth visited. Well, I didn't follow the story, so maybe there was a fiasco I didn't know about.

A few cool things, I've been busy with work. everything is going pretty good and I've even had a few run-ins with local celebrities. Mainly Lt. Watada who is as good looking as he is in the pictures and also has a pretty nice girlfriend. Sorry, B. The first time I met him , I bored him with a completely mundane story about how he met someone else and I was there. The second time I saw him, he apparently remembered meeting me (damn!) and then I made him feel insecure about a totally negligent error he made in one of his speeches; something equivalent to, "So yesterday, this thing happened at Starbucks," when maybe the thing had actually happened at Tully's. I was like, "ha? What happened at Starbucks?" and he said, "Nothing happened at Starbucks, I was at Tully's...why would I say Starbucks?...WHY WOULD I SAY STARBUCKS????"

Okay, so that's just the example. I'm not going to say what the actual error was because it really doesn't matter.

hmmph. Sometimes I think I need to brush up on my social skills. Every once in awhile (not that infrequently though) the little braces-faced permed freak-ass nerdy girl with glasses 3/4 the size of my face comes out and snorts randomly at an inappropriate time during a conversation. I'll post a picture of her later.